As mad as the hatter, as lost as Alice ⏳

I have spent a lot of time recently feeling a bit lost... lost in my head... lost in my body... lost in life. Lost yet the clock is always ticking. There is so much going on around me that is just out of reach.

Summer heat? What is this torture?

In the UK we are currently in the middle of a surprisingly hot summer. I know i just said UK and hot in the same sentence. Usually by this time of the year we barely reach short wearing weather and we always need a umbrella handy for when the heavens open which we have all grown to expect.

I Believe You!

(My Mum & I on our way back from one of my Fibro Meetings last week. My legs had given up by this point and my brain had switched off but, still smiling.)

The worst thing you can do to someone with an invisible illness is make them feel like they need to prove how sick they are. Nobody really realises that some people have to use a tremendous amount of energy merely to be normal. I am what a person with an invisible illness looks like.